The Night Elves are immersed in development and production on the continent of Kalimdor, and there is peace and tranquility inside and out, and the Divine Lord of Sarodar continues to live his extremely leisurely life of eating and waiting for death.

And on the other side of the Endless Sea, on the Eastern Kingdom Continent, a magnificent drama is being staged there in the passage of time.

The original cause of the incident was related to the continent of Northrend, in the far north.

The Elder God's Flesh Curse is spreading, and like a plague, it is rapidly infecting the Titan Iron Creations of Northrend.

A large part of the Teviku were corrupted by this curse, and their extremely hard steel bodies gradually softened, eventually turning into fragile flesh bodies that bled and ached.

And they are originally extremely orderly, but they also gradually have a psychological emotion called feelings, they will be impulsive, desperate, jealous and greedy, or desperate for the so-called love, which is a manifestation of chaos and disorder in the eyes of the Titans.

The Viku were so bitter that their Tieviku people stopped accepting them and banished them to remote areas of the continent, such as the Borean Tundra and the Howling Fjord.

But the suffering was far from over, and the Vikus were horrified to discover the mutations that had appeared in their offspring.

Many children are extremely weak, and they are far inferior to their elders in terms of height and muscles.

The Viku people have made a cruel decision: they are going to abandon these substandard children and leave them to fend for themselves in the middle of nowhere.

But because of the emotions of flesh and blood creatures, the parents of this group of children could not bear to do such an act, and they looked at their own children, who would never become a powerful Veku warrior, and there was not the slightest disgust in their hearts, only a feeling called paternal love and maternal love.

So they left voluntarily with their children, calmly accepting the fate of being banished forever.

The Viku climbed aboard the ships provided for them by their tribesmen and sailed into the vast endless sea, heading for the seas to the southeast.

They are somewhat similar to the High Elves of the past, who have finally successfully set foot on the land of the Eastern Kingdom Continent after going through a lot of hardships and pains.

They built their new homes here, and primitive clan villages sprang up and expanded into the southern part of the continent.

Time has passed, and the older generation of Viku has passed away, but their descendants are alive and well.

Humans, that's their name.

Their average height is only about 1.78 meters, and they must be trained hard to acquire the muscles that bring strength, and their facial features and appearance style gradually tend to soften, no longer the sharp feeling of the Viku people.

Humanity lived in a divided clan life until one of the clans rose strongly.

The Arasso Clan, located in the Arassi Highlands, has emerged from among them a warlike and wise chieftain, and under his leadership, the Arasso Clan has established a great city of its own: Riptide Fort.

Subsequently, they abandoned the clan society and became the first and most glorious kingdom.

Soladin the Great began the campaign with his army, the people were united, the soldiers were united, and the Alathor Empire spread the glory of humanity to the outside world.

Their armies swept through all human clans, large and small, and brought them under the rule of the Alatho Empire.

These patriarchs also accepted the wise rule of Soladin the Great and honored him as the supreme king.

For the first and last time in this period, humanity entered the era of complete unification, and all human beings no longer distinguished between clans and regimes, they were all the glorious subjects of the Araso Empire.

Regarding the rise of the Arathas Empire on the mainland, Quel'Thalas, who was their neighbor, naturally got the news as soon as possible, and completely closed the door of the Wall of Quel'Thalas to prevent humans from attacking.

The High Elves had little interest in paying attention to this new young race, and did not bother to communicate and make contact with them.

Emperor Soladin once led his troops to attack the long-eared elves, but the human forces suffered a terrible defeat without knowing the specific capabilities of the enemy.

Magic...

This is the first time that humanity has come into contact with this unknown force that has shocked them immensely.

The siege equipment was scorched in the raging firestorm, and the soldiers were reduced to ice sculptures under the blizzard, and the military doctors who used ordinary physical means to treat them were helpless.

As a result, the two sides returned to peace after the initial encounter, and Soladin the Great attempted to engage the High Elves in friendly contact.

The High Elves are finally willing to look at the young race of humans with their eyes, and although their army has suffered a crushing defeat, the High Elves have been deeply impressed by their fierce and desperate attacking style.

After the humans withdrew, the High Elves overhauled their crumbling walls of Quel'Thalas.

So... Then get in touch.

In this regard, the two sides officially launched peace diplomacy and sent ambassadors to each other.

The Human Empire began to steadily import luxury goods from the High Elves, a wide variety of enchanted trinkets, knick-knacks, and enchanted armor and swords.

The High Elves, on the other hand, import raw materials and minerals from the Human Empire, as well as various furs and exotic drinks.

With each taking what he wanted, the two sides got along happily and harmoniously, and Emperor Soladin slowly faded his mind to conquer this alien race.

The mind of conquest is gone, but another mind arises with it.

Magic, humanity must master this power as well!

The High Elves did not agree, refusing to teach humans the power of magic.

It's not just because of the consideration that humans will not be enemies of themselves again after mastering magic.

Another important reason is that human beings' affinity perception of magical energy, comprehension, and physical fitness to guide demons are all extremely poor.

Therefore, if you want to teach a human mage, it is estimated that the time, energy and cost can be used to cultivate five or six elven mages.

And to put it mildly, who wants to be patient and teach a stupid pig to learn to communicate politely?

Therefore, this expectation of Soladin the Great has never been realized, and the two sides have never stopped arguing with each other on this point.

But soon, an opportunity to call it a turning point in fate arrived.

The once-glorious Troll Empire may have fallen apart, but the Troll Clans that roamed the world after the Great Split still hold no small amount of power and threat.

If you want to say who the trolls hate the most, it is naturally the elves, which is the life and death hatred of destroying the country and the clan.

And then the High Elves began to have a headache, because in the depths of the Eternal Forest in Quel'Salas, there was a clan of trolls sharpening their knives and preparing to fight their sworn enemy.

The Amani clan, entrenched in the deep forest city of Zu Aman, finally relieved like the High Elves after so long of silence, and immediately prepared to start a battle to the death.

The troll war is on the verge of breaking out.